Control is Dead

Control is dead in this blind world

For we do what we hate

Split from inside

Betrayed by emotion

Emotion

We must look past

What is in front of us

Shadows are security

They have become the solace

Of my looking glass heart

In search for certainty

I no longer need control

Take me through the fire

Refine what is Yours

Take me through the fire

Refine what is Yours

It is time to overcome this

We must look past

What is in front of us

It is time to overcome this

We must look past

What is in front of us